The Celtic Woman concert last night was WONDERFUL! I cried during some of the songs. My friend and I had seats on the floor in front of the stage. We were only 6 rows back! I, of course, went crazy with the purchases and bought fridge magnets, coffee cups and a book bag.
More than anything, though, I'm hoping the concert will inspire me to get busy on the FP revisions. I want to work on the story. I really do. I just haven't. So tonight, I'm planning to start small. I printed the first scene of the first chapter. While cooking dinner, on commercials during 24 and Medium, and during the hour before 24, I'm going to see what I can accomplish. I think, braced with the enormity of revising, I can finally say I understand what my overwhelmed students are feeling. But I'll do it. I can! And my story deserves to be told the RIGHT way.
LATER (10:30-ish): FP work? Yeah, that didn't happen. Work on Broken Promises then? Nope, none of that either. What did I do besides watch TV and curse that evildoer Tony on 24? I wrote 242 words on a suspense I'm not even sure will be enough to make a complete book. I just wanted to write about those new and interesting characters for now. Hey, at least I was writing SOMETHING!